Jarrah's Uplink

Well. I'm back. Not that you knew I was gone. But I was. At my grandparents' place, again. There was much cleaning and dust. I also now have a standing "dibs" on my grandmother's driving gloves in the event she shuffles off this mortal coil (which I hope doesn't happen for quite some time, but when it does, I'm getting those gloves).

Since getting back, I've done much mucking about with fonts, Kingdom of Loathing and reading a webcomic called Unspeakable Vault (of Doom), which is very fun, particularly if you like both the works of H. P. Lovecraft and Terry Prattchet.

I've also been trying to draw an Arbiz, one of the alien species that lives in the TransStellar universe, with very little success. I cannot for the life of me get the current design to look serious and cool. More work will be required.

On the other hand, a bit of art that has been successful is the disigning of a number of TransStellar badges. My friend Zorro seems to think he can sell some, so I'm obliging in designing them. Whether we can break even on them, let alone make a profit, remains to be seen.

John's Uplink

I gotta say, this week has been crazy, and it's only going to get crazier over the next months. Exams loom large on my horizon. Despite attempting to become Eager Beaver when it comes to schoolwork, I admit to being distracted by one very distracting item these past weeks - Halo 3. Yes, the game of all games has ensnared me its spore-laden web. And it does live up to the hype. It may not be everything it could possibly be, but what it is is the best game to come to a console. Ever. The pace of gameplay, the instinctual control scheme, the intriguing storyline and the ability for users to create their own content all combine in one collosal swirl of superiority.

I'd like to dedicate this comic to the Victorian Curriculumn Assessment Authority, in hope that they have mercy on me.

j-rad out